She closed her eyes as she came. Just as her orgasm began to fade, she felt the horse's mouth against her furry crotch again."Noooo," she whimpered.Bu...t the horse ignored her now just as he had ignored her pleas before. He jammed his hairy face against her pussy, searching for her juicy slit with long, upward sweeps of his extended tongue."Oh, God, it hurts!" Micki gurgled as she felt her pussymeat being scraped raw by the animal's tongue.Suddenly, Midnight thrust the full length of his tongue. When was the last time you thought to yourself, 'gosh, I'm really happy'? (or words to that effect)?They say everyone dreams when they sleep, it's just that we don't remember them. Certainly, I rarely wake remembering anything I dreamed about; but that night I dreamed of Lucy. We were standing in that bright place that I remembered from before, and facing one another. Lucy was smiling at me. I made to move toward her, but she held up her hand to stop me, still smiling."You made the right. "The Scoundrel and his Blind Lady" was one helluva headline.Daydreaming, I found myself staring down between my splayed breasts at my sex which I could feel gently throbbing as if it was trying to tell me something in pussy code. It had been nearly two weeks since it had last seen any action.Two whole fucking weeks. Was that a record? Maybe I just needed a good work out to sort things out. It might even get me out of this funk I had found myself in. Could one fuck themselves out of love? Hump. "We'll fix that. You will have a few more days of training with DoctorMcAllen and then you go for plastic surgery on your face. Then off you go."He threw a large manila folder at me. "Here is all the information you willneed to know. Dismissed." We all stood up and left. McAllen, the other doctorand I walked back to my room. I sat down and the other doctor came over to meand began playing with my face. He pushed here and pulled there, writingnotes on a small pad he had with him. He turned to.